The Billionaire's Son

by Arabella Quinn

  My pulse was racing a mile a minute as I watched. The two women looked so alike they almost appeared to be twins. Platinum blonde long hair, supple tanned bodies, large perky breasts and completely bare pussies made them resemble Barbie dolls. While one Barbie was kissing Derek, the other was removing his briefs. Although I blushed furiously in embarrassment when his giant cock sprang free, I couldn't look away.

  The Barbies knelt on either side of the lounge chair and began taking turns servicing Derek's cock. First one took his thick girth into her mouth and worked the entire length while the other used her hands to stroke the base of his shaft and fondle his balls. They switched off with such perfect synchronicity; it seemed as if they had done this before. I watched the girls sucking and slurping at Derek's cock with abandon. Derek lay back in the lounger with his arms behind his head, a self-satisfied smirk on his handsome face. What an arrogant prick! As if reading my mind, a huge smile broke out on his face. I shrank back further into the shadows, even though I was sure he wouldn't see me even if he hadn't been so fully occupied.

  I heard Derek say something and then heard more tinkling laughter from the girls. They sat together on the end of Derek's lounge chair and began kissing each other. Their hands roamed each other's bodies as Derek watched approvingly. I watched, fascinated, as they both lay back against Derek's chest still kissing. The Barbie on top slid down the chair between the other girl's legs and started plunging her tongue wildly into the other girl's wide-open pussy. Derek held the moaning girl against him while he tweaked and pinched the girl's nipples.

  I stood at the window, completely nude, watching the scene before me. It was like nothing I had ever seen before, and I was shocked at how aroused I was becoming just by watching. I felt a moist heat gathering in my own aching pussy. I knew I should look away, but I just couldn't tear my eyes away.

  The girl whose pussy was being eaten out was thrusting her hips meeting the probing tongue and fingers of the other girl. She was moaning wildly. Only Derek's strong fingers kneading her breasts seemed to hold her down. The girl bucked wildly as the intensity built. Her moans turned to shouts, "Oh my God. I'm coming. I'm coming...." Seeing her writhing around as her orgasm took hold had my pussy throbbing. The girl finally seemed to calm down her wild wiggling and Derek let go of her.

  I was surprised at how disappointed I was that it was all over. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. I was about to sneak back to the shower when I realized how naive I truly was. The sex was apparently far from over. The girl slid off the lounge chair revealing Derek's huge erect cock to my eyes. The other Barbie sat on Derek's lap, facing outward, lowering herself slowly over Derek's cock. She soon worked up a nice rhythm sliding up and down his cock, her breasts bouncing up and down. Her legs were wide open straddling the chair. I could see the cock slipping in and out of her pussy while she fingered her clit. The second woman busied herself with adding her fingers to the girl's clit and juggling her bouncing tits.

  As the girl's moans grew louder, I felt my own need rising. My pussy ached to be touched. Without thinking, I reached for my breast and gently pinched my hardened nipple. The pleasure was immediate. A shock of sensation flashed through my nipple and immediately settled deep in my core. I watched the girl's pussy getting impaled from below as my fingers trailed down my stomach and lower still toward my own yearning flesh. I gently swiped my clit with my finger and felt an electric jolt in response. My fingers rubbed deeper into my folds, seeking to relieve the burning need.

  I was just starting to dip a finger into my wet slippery hole when Barbie had an orgasm. I watched as Derek pushed her off of him and got up from the lounge. He still had a full impressive erection. He said something to the girls that I could not quite hear and then gave one of them a stinging slap on the ass. I could see the red hand print forming on her ass cheek. The girl bent over in front of him, volunteering her ass for more. I heard Derek laugh as he slid two fingers inside the bent over girl. She wiggled her ass as Derek pumped his fingers in and out of her.

  I was so turned on watching the scene that I slid my own fingers deep inside my pussy and began working myself as Derek worked the girl. After a few minutes, Derek slapped the girl's ass again and withdrew his fingers. The girl joined the other Barbie on the lounge, but she climbed up onto the girl and sat on her face. She lay down on top of the girl, putting her own head between the other girl's legs. They began working each other's pussies. Like Derek, I watched the girls 69'ing each other. I could see one girl very well, licking pussy folds, flicking her tongue over the other girl's clitoris, and alternating her fingers and tongue to probe the girl's vagina.

  My pussy was a hot and sticky throbbing mess. I felt the intensity building deep within and knew I would climax soon. I slid my wet fingers out of my pussy and stroked up and down my swollen clit. Derek moved above the girl who was on top and started pounding his cock into her. I couldn't tell if he was fucking her ass or her pussy from this angle. My fingers worked frantically, stroking my sweet spots as I watched the three writhing bodies only a short distance from me.

  I felt my climax about to explode. A few hard swipes of my fingers across my clit then slipping to thrust into my quivering pussy was all it took. My muscles clenched as tremors shook my body over and over. I felt my warm juices burst and drip down my fingers and thighs. I removed my fingers from between my shaky legs and continued to watch as my body gently quaked with the after shocks.

  Derek suddenly pulled out and slapped the girl in the ass again. Both girls immediately sat up. Derek stuffed his cock into one girl's mouth and rammed it down her throat. I saw his perfectly sculpted ass clench as his body stiffened. He shot his load into Barbie's mouth while she hungrily gulped it down. The other Barbie pushed her away and greedily sucked at Derek's spewing cock. I watched as she licked it clean.

  I stood dazed for a few moments. I was still feeling the after affects of my own powerful orgasm. The two naked women giggled at something Derek said and then jumped into the pool together. I looked about the cabana. I still had no way to escape. I was about to slink back to the relative safety of the shower, when the cabana door slammed open.

  I froze in complete shock for a moment as I met the penetrating gaze of Derek's steel gray eyes. A shot of adrenaline had my heart racing; I let out a strangled cry and made a dash for the shower. Unfortunately, Derek was much quicker than me. He grabbed me by the waist in an unbreakable grip as I tried to sprint by him.

  I struggled against his grip as embarrassment flooded through my naked body. My struggles only enticed him to strengthen his grip and pull me against him.

  "Well, well. What do we have here?" Derek was holding me tight against his body, while he was staring at my heaving chest.

  I stopped my squirming, because I realized it was causing my large breasts to rub against his rock solid body. My nipples hardened into tight little buds as they grazed across his solid form. I managed to squeak out through clenched teeth, "Let me go, right now."

  "Hmmm. We'll see about that in a moment." His free hand roamed up my arm, brushing it lightly with his fingertips, causing shivers to run down my spine.

  I was staring directly into his shoulder; I was too humiliated to look up at him. My arms, caught between our bodies, began to push against his chest. He was as unmovable as a brick wall. I tried to inflect some authority into my voice, "Let me go this instant, or I'll... I'll, uh...I'll call the police!"

  My lame attempt must have amused him, because he just chuckled softly. "I should be the one calling the police. You're the one who is trespassing and spying on me."

  My eyes flew to his face in horror. Did he know that I was watching? My heart sunk. He stared at me with mocking eyes. Even as I felt the burning heat of shame flushing my face and neck, I attempted a sputtering defense, "I ... I was not spying on you!"

  "Trespassing, spying and now lying. My, you are a very naughty girl." His fingers moved from my arm and tweaked my tight nipple as he spoke.

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nbsp; I gasped in shock. Shock from the sheer audacity he exhibited, but more so from the sizzling jolt of pleasure that tingled through me at his wicked touch. He smiled lazily at my reaction, as if he knew exactly the affect he had on me.

  "How dare you! I am not trespassing and I most certainly wasn't spying." I tried to break free of his grasp, but it was as solid as ever.

  His lips nuzzled close to my ear. He whispered, "Did you like what you saw? Why didn't you come join us?"

  Despite my bodies' traitorous response to him physically, I was repulsed by his arrogance. I wanted so badly to knock him down a peg or two. I knew now that he had seen me watching. My eyes, flashing angrily, looked right at him. "I may have accidentally caught a glimpse of what you were doing, but I certainly did not watch. There was nothing really to hold my interest." My eyes flashed with triumph.

  His eyes narrowed. "Oh, really." He grabbed my right hand in his steely grip and slowly raised it toward his mouth. Before I could figure out what he was doing, he had popped my fingers into his mouth and was sucking them. My knees felt weak as his tongue slid over the sensitive tips of my fingers. "It sure tastes like you enjoyed it."

  There was no use denying it, he had stripped my lie as bare as my body was at the moment. A wave of humiliation and shame washed over me. And worst of all, he knew exactly what I was doing while I was watching him. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. I lowered my eyes, no longer able to withstand his mocking gaze.

  Keeping his tight grasp around my waist, Derek moved his free hand to cup my breast and brush his thumb over my nipple. I couldn't hide the slight tremble that shook my body. "So pretty," he murmured. "Now that we've cleared that up..." Derek pushed my breast upwards so that my nipple was pointing right at his descending mouth.

  I knew that if he took my breast into his mouth, I was lost. Panicked, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "No! Just leave me alone. I work for your father."

  His lazy, half-lidded eyes instantly snapped to attention. Anger seemed to blaze from them now. He released my body so suddenly that I had to fight not to topple over. He began advancing on me angrily. I took a step back, scared of the disgust and fury suddenly in his eyes.

  "What, are you my father's whore?" He had me backed against the far wall of the cabana now. I had nowhere to escape to; I was cornered.

  The fear that had been bubbling up at his rising anger immediately broke into an irate rage at his ugly accusation. He was the only whore here! I spat his contempt back at him, "How dare you call me a whore? I'm your father's accountant. And I'm sure he wouldn't like the way you're treating me."

  "His accountant? And does he require you to walk around completely nude?" I registered the fact that his features had softened at my explanations, but my relief was short-lived. His eyes had begun to roam my body. I fought the urge to cover my bared pussy and lost. It was just too humiliating to stand there while he inspected me. Of course, he had managed to slip on his swim trunks before entering the cabana so I was at a complete disadvantage.

  "Please, my clothes disappeared while I was showering. I need something to cover up." I detected a note of desperation in my voice, but I couldn't help it.

  His eyes were searing my body with their intensity. "It would be a shame to cover up that beautiful body. No, I think we need to straighten out this little misunderstanding first."

  My eyes must have widened as big as saucers as he stepped toward me, closing the remaining distance between us. He caressed the side of my breast with his strong fingers, leaving me trembling slightly.

  "What are you doing?" I managed to gasp.

  His eyes bore into mine. "I'm going to teach you a lesson for being such a naughty girl." As quick as a flash, he grabbed both my wrists and raised my arms up. He managed to wrap one hand around both my wrists and pin them to the wall above my head. I was stretched out against the wall before him.

  Instinctively, I lifted my knee trying to strike him, but he leaned against me with his hard body, rendering me helpless. "Let me go or I'm going to scream." I was frightened but felt a twinge of excitement growing in my pussy.

  "Oh, you'll be screaming alright." He caressed my cheek lightly and then ran his finger down my collarbone, along my breast toward my pink, hard waiting nipples. A soft whimper escaped as he circled his fingers agonizingly slow around my nipple. He raised my breast up and this time there was no stopping him. He took my breast into his mouth licking and swirling his tongue around my taut bud. I felt a wet heat gathering in my pussy as his hand slowly made it's way lower. I could not close my legs because his knee was wedged between them. His hand skimmed my hip, slid lower still over my smooth mound and then his fingers slipped inside my wet slit.

  I heard the soft moan escape from my lips as his fingers stroked my clit and his mouth switched to my other breast. All thoughts had fled my mind. No anger, no embarrassment, no shame; just raw need filled me. I couldn't keep still as his fingers expertly stroked my swollen clit and circled ever closer to my throbbing center. I wanted him to plunge his fingers into me to satisfy the burning lust, but still they just teased, coming maddeningly close, but never close enough. He rubbed up and down my slit, pushing aside my folds, and continued to stimulate my clit mercilessly.

  I whimpered in an agony of pleasure. "Please..." My voice trailed off. Was I begging him to stop or to do more? I didn't know anymore.

  His mouth lifted off my breast and crashed demandingly against my mouth. He was still pinning me against the wall with his body. My hands were still trapped in his steel grip above my head, and he was still taking whatever he wanted from me. And yet, I opened my mouth and returned his kiss. I couldn't stop myself. His tongue plundered my mouth while his fingers circled all around my slippery sex. I was melting into a sea of lust. I needed him to take me right there.

  My cries were muffled by his mouth, when his fingers finally finished teasing the edge of my sticky hole and thrust inside. Two fingers plundered my pussy. My hips struggled to thrust closer to his hand as his fingers explored. A powerful tremor shook my body when his fingers stroked a spot that had never been found before.

  I felt my orgasm building quickly. It was rising as fast as a tsunami, ready to come crashing down all around me. Suddenly, Derek stopped. His lips left my hungry mouth and his delectable fingers left my pussy. My eyes shot open in confusion.

  "Are you sorry for being such a naughty girl?" Derek had a smug smile of victory on his face.

  My brain desperately tried to refocus. What? Mortification pierced through me like an arrow. I couldn't believe I had given in to him so easily. Anger erupted just as quickly. "I...I hate you." Yes, it was a childish thing to say, but it popped out unbidden.

  Derek laughed. "Naughty girl. Say you're sorry."

  I squirmed in his tight grip. "Never!"

  Amusement shone from his eyes. His flashed me a lazy smile while he pinched my nipple with his fingers. "You know what happens to naughty girls, don't you?"

  I barely had time to think of what he meant when he picked me up as if I were a ragdoll. He carried me over to a small chair tucked in the corner of the room and sat down on it. He unceremoniously dumped me over his lap so that my ass was up in the air. I scrabbled, hanging half upside down, to gain a handhold when I felt a sharp sting on my ass. The bastard was spanking me!

  "Say you're sorry." Another sharp slap to the other cheek. My ass was smarting and yet my pussy was throbbing even more urgently than it was before. I felt his finger dip inside my ass crack and slide downward. He swiped his finger over my clit before pushing into my pussy. An explosion of feeling flooded over me. I grinded my hips downward into his fingers begging for more. He pushed into me, finding my G-spot again. White hot jolts shook my body. His other hand found my clit and started stroking it methodically. I felt the intensity building rapidly. I was going to come. I felt hot juices release moments before my muscles started to spasm and contract wildly around Derek's fingers. Still his fingers worked
their magic. Panting wildly, I tried to wriggle out of his grasp to stop the almost unbearable sensations. His ministrations were able to prolong the mind-blowing orgasm far longer than any I had ever had in my life.

  I was slumped motionless over his lap when the orgasm finally began to fade. Derek gave my ass a playful tap this time. "If you lay here any longer, Princess, I'm going to think you want some more."

  His teasing voice broke my daze. I jumped up far too quickly. The blood rushing from my head combined with my shaky limbs made the room spin crazily. Derek grabbed me just before I toppled and pulled me onto his lap. "Take it easy."

  My head stopped spinning, but my emotions were all over the place. "I need a towel..." I desperately wanted to escape this awkward situation where I was so out of control.

  Derek stood and gently placed me back on the chair. "Wait here. I'll be right back."

  He was back within a minute with a fluffy pool towel. "Here you are, Princess."

  He looked amused as I quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped myself in it. I could not meet his gaze, but I peeked one more time at his gorgeous body. "I've got to go."

  I ran out of the cabana and did not look back.

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  The Billionaire's Son 2 : Masquerade

  When Julia gets invited to the charity masquerade ball by her billionaire boss, Jackson Vaughn, she hesitates to attend. Would Jackson's sexy son, Derek, be in attendance? After their humiliating first meeting, Julia wants to steer clear of the arrogant bastard. But with her identity concealed by the elaborate costume, how far will Julia succumb to her most secret desires?

  The Billionaire's Son 2 : Masquerade is a ~7,000 word erotic romance which contains explicit depictions of sexual acts including light bdsm, bondage, ice play, feather play and a sexy billionaire playboy behaving badly . This story is intended for an adult audience only!